The Last Saturday

Early Saturday morning.

I have fed and cuddled the cat.

I am adding milk to my tea, it occurs to me.

This is my last Saturday in this building.

Next weekend, I will wake in my new flat.

I will make tea in my new kitchen,

I will have a different view,

from my breakfast table.

Change is hard for humans,

and cats.

Change is inevitable.

I won’t lie,

the moving part,

the thousands of,

moving pieces part,

it’s stressful.

I thought I would feel more,

nostalgic than I do.

I love the new place,

I stand in it,

and feel the good vibes,

it’s empty and I love it.

The light,

the buttercream colour.

I have lived in this building,

for thirty years,

many happy memories,

but lots of tension,

the downstairs neighbours,

are awful people,

every time I drop something,

I expect pounding on the ceiling,

When Georgie cries out,

he has a very high falsetto,

I worry about complaints,

I have lived with tension,

for years.

I am not an inconsiderate person,

I don’t walk in shoes,

I don’t do laundry after 7 pm,

I try.

I have also endured,

close to nine months of renovations,

upstairs.

So leaving, moving,

may be a colossal task,

but,

it is a worthwhile one.

I look forward to not being woken,

by fights at 6h00 am,

I look forward to peace.

Living in city flats,

built over 70 years ago,

you don’t expect silence,

or total quiet,

but I look forward,

to a little civility,

in my Saturday mornings.

Have a great one you all.

Stay safe, get vaccinated,

Later girls,

BB

By Bookish Butch

I am a bookish butch in my very early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream

2 comments

  1. Our downstairs neighbors are awful also. They have ferocious verbal fights and we’ve had to call the cops. It’s rough for us, we’re not a “raise your voices” kind of family. It is a kind of tension for sure.

  2. With my neighbours it’s mostly that they are awful people don’t care about others they are awful judgmental people and the worst part is they call themselves Christians, sigh

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